I Hate

I hate they way they yell at me,
I hate the way they lie,
I hate the blood that I shed,
And I hate the tears I cry.

I hate the way I'm left out,
I hate the way I yell,
I hate they way they don't understand,
Why I look I like hell.

I hate the way I don't sleep,
I hate the scars on my arms,
I hate the lines under my eye's,
And I hate the way I self harm.

I hate they way they don't notice,
I hate they way they say,
That I'm so well off and fine,
So I shouldn't feel this way.

I hate the way I smile,
When everything is bad,
I hate the way I'm never happy,
And I'm always feeling sad.

I hate the way I over-react,
I hate the way I swear,
I hate the way he doesn't see,
And that he doesn't care.

I hate the way I'm hurting,
I hate the way I'm not free,
And I hate the girl in the mirror,
I guess I just hate me.